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I'm walking amongst giants
Though tiny I may be.
Unlike the self I once was,
This does not intimidate me.
And how can this be so?
Well I realise after all,
That much can be admired
Even in the very small.
Notice how it lifts your spirits
When what suddenly catches your eye
Are the colours of the wild flowers
In the sun, when you walk by...
The mesmerising iridescence
On the wings of a butterfly...
The tranquility of the ducks and swans
When they elegantly glide by...
And what about the gift of sound?
The rejoicing felt in song?
The smallest acts of kindness
That carry us along?
Even giants take the time
To appreciate what they have.
I see their love, their sense of humour,
And they often make me laugh.
If we keep an open heart and mind
What inspiration we will find!
Be I small or weak or frail,
To learn I will not fail!
Now and then it's clear to see
These giants also learn from little me!
Written 16th April 2022
For the, "To Lighten The Load Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: Angela Tune
Frothy lacy Queen Anne ’s lace
Majestically surveys her field
The grasshoppers are flying today
Clipping onto tall grasses to launch themselves
Monarchs glide past; she preens, hoping one will stop.
She catches a young one, who strokes her appreciatively.
The yellow swallowtails are next, two of them
They flit as if they are in beginning throes of flirtation.
She watches them fly off, landing together on a daffodil.
Daffodil sometimes has a temper, but seems in good spirits today
Frog hops past on his way to the pond; strokes her feet.
She is glad it is not a snake; they tend to tickle too much as they glide by.
The sun is in the perfect spot today. It is gorgeous out here.
Wild strawberries in their tiniest form look up at her.
She gives them a loving glance; they are too hard to be eaten.
There is a new purple violet pushing her way toward the sun.
Life is grand in the field.
She feels loved and comforted.
No lawn mowers or tractors yet.
She is ever so grateful.
I have many times before,
Tried to walk away from this poetry of mine,
But as usual ended up in a state of deplore.
Alas, this life of abhor has grown into an addicted entwine.
My life as a poet is all cold sweat,
I guess is now my curse.
It is now trapped on a piece of paper like a laden fishing net,
My moments are trapped within its verse.
As I live my moments……`
My life is now but a dream,
And the dream is now my life.
I have no longer the need to scream,
these written words are a silent whisper akin a surgeon’s knife.
All my life I have had to be a fighter,
And my pen gave me my voice,
Now I know why I am a writer
who has won his fights without a noise.
My past is spiked and laced with mistakes,
I don’t have, any remorse or regret,
my mind and its temple have borne the bruises and aches,
Am smug about it and would like to relive it without being upset.
My devious past fuels my emotionally charged words and text,
And fires from within me the unchained rage,
Am never about it vexed or even perplexed,
As in this ink lies my sweat, blood & tears, stained & burnt but easy to gauge.
My verses are my memories of the bygone,
The paper on which I write on is my stage,
My tainted pen nib is my microphone,
And my life is perched on what was once a blank page.
For quite some time now this pen is my teacher,
And my mind controls these words I write,
These verses guide me out of darkness and make me richer,
And become the beacon, my guiding light.
I have spent so much time alone,
That I needed someone to say hi
My life was stuck in silence and blown,
I pick up this pen when feelings low have to glide by.
As I scribble my dreams,
The ink replaces my tears,
The verses consume my life with screams,
and I sculpt within them all my fears.
I have tried to walk away from this poetry,
But my life is snared up in a verse,
My life is trapped on a piece of paper,
My poetic life is now my curse.
Is it really my curse!!!!!!!!
Or a reflection of my thoughts to the happenings averse….
Into my poetry I must myself immerse
And sharpen my thoughts to make them diverse…….
And my life joyfully traverse
So now
I do not need to walk away from my poetry of mine
Align and live my life filled with mirth and sunshine.
Laid out on the beach in that warm tropical sun
Winter is on hold, while I am here to experience heaven and have some fun
The ocean waters with their bright colours call out to me to take a dip
First I must finish my mai tai with one last sip
My whole body I hope soon will turn a golden brown
Music fills the air with its soothing sounds
As I hit the water those rushing waves came in to welcome me
Never in my entire life have I felt so carefree
Out on the horizon, sailboats glide by with the help of a gentle breeze
I am going to savor every moment before I must return to the deep freeze
My camera is full of great pictures, giving me access to memories I will never forget
Leaving winter for summer is something you will never live to regret
In the vast deserts life struggles
clinging on by their toe nails
short scrubby plants poke out
a hot haven for scorpions
See the marks in the red sand
of where a snake slithered by
side winding its way over
the baking hot sands of dunes
Here all life is sparse
only the fit surviving
Yet in the vast oceans
life teems with brilliance
various colourful corals
with sparkling little fish
Immense whales roam at will
see their water sprouts
gushing up in fountains
as silently they glide by
shoals of fish darting by
seaweed lazily waving
Then there are the snowy tundras
life here too is for the fittest
majestic polar bear with cubs
fishing at an air hole in the ice
Penguin's scurrying as fast as they can
they have no intention of being supper
sea lions lay on the rocky snowy shores
here to mate and give birth to pups
The wolf pack roaming far and wide
searching for their elusive next meal
As I travel these places in my mind
I am struck by how alike our lives are
we go through hard times as we traverse
the winding paths set before us
Then there are the times of plenty
when all is sunny and delightful
a time to enjoy and even to reflect
to give thanks that all is so good
On to the winter which comes to all
a time too of hardship and being slow
the sense of life starting to wind down
the reluctance acceptance as we near the end
To watch the dark, and twinkling skies,
Brings joy and love, to my curious eyes.
To think of where we are today,
It sends my interested mind away.
To a place where thoughts and dreams come true,
To a place where all the planets are blue,
And green and round and full of beings,
An alien planet, that’s full of meanings.
You ask yourself questions, when so engrossed,
On what it is like, on the sea coast,
Of an alien planet, so far away,
To make you want, to run away
To catch a flight, to the nearest rocket,
Sail up to the stars, to go into orbit.
To glide by all of the shining diamonds,
To ponder and watch, at endless horizons
How much I would love, to visit the stars,
The velvet of night, the orange of Mars.
The blue of Neptune, the rays of sun,
The awe of earth, held by a gun.
The gun being held, by mankind themselves,
With pollution, mass production, and everything else.
A world gone to waste, our spot in the space,
A fact that no one, can seem to face.
I look up at the stars, whenever I see,
Through the polluted clouds, and satellite debris,
I see some worlds, untouched by mankind,
And think to myself, I hope we don’t find,
I hope we don’t find, a world to destroy,
We’ve already destroyed one, a child with a toy.
We can save the planet, we aren’t done yet,
We need to work, forget about debt.
We need to get rid, of toxic material,
It’s like man kind, is something bacterial,
A virus to the world, so beautiful and pure,
We don’t deserve it, and that is for sure.
To work together, is the only way,
To save the earth, from a gloomy fate,
Reduce the plastic, cycle to work,
Stop the cars roaming, we need to rework,
To come together, man woman and child,
To save the earth, before we’re exiled,
And end up doing what I first said,
And move to worlds, to break their bread
Written: July 10, 2023
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In the realm of stars, where dreams bear flight,
A moment of tranquility, bathed in celestial light.
When night kisses the cease of the day,
A realm of peace emerges, where troubles sway.
As twilight weaves its tapestry of gold
And the stars start their dance, bold,
I find myself in a place so serene,
Where worries vanish and troubles are unseen.
In this realm of stars, where dreams bear flight,
I am embraced by a soothing, celestial light.
My cares, such burdens too heavy to bear,
Are gently released into the night air.
I feel weightless, floating on tranquil waters,
Embraced by a love that knows no borders.
The moon, a guiding beacon in the sky,
Illuminates my path as I peacefully glide by.
In this realm of stars, where dreams bear flight,
I am free from the chains that bind me tight.
No distress, no fears, just serenity,
As I find solace in this moment of tranquility.
The whispers of the wind, a symphony of peace,
As I surrender myself to this moment's release.
The world around me fades, and I am alone,
Immersed in the beauty that the night has shown.
The stars twinkle above, as diamonds in the night,
Guiding me toward a destiny so bright.
In this realm of stars, where dreams bear flight,
I am filled with a sense of pure delight.
The universe unfolds its secrets to me,
As I wander through this realm so free.
I am but a speck in this vast expanse,
Yet I feel connected, a speck of the cosmic dance.
In this moment of tranquility, I am at peace,
All my strains and troubles find release.
In the realm of stars, where dreams bear flight,
I am embraced by the beauty of the night.
A moment of tranquility, so pure and rare,
Where the burdens of life simply disappear.
When night kisses the boundary of the day,
I find my cares just... fall away.
In our haste to pack, we left winter behind
Easy to forget with thoughts of paradise filling our minds
As we depart from the plane we are met with the warmth of the sun
Relaxation has surely taken over leading to a week of endless fun
Strolling on the beach hand and hand
Our feet are greeted by the sparkling sand
As day turns to night a romantic dinner at sea awaits
A perfect evening for love we need to create
Dolphins glide by across the pristine turquoise ocean
All in sync with their effortless motion
The silence in the air is broken as a mariachi band starts to play
What a pleasure to be part of such a wonderful day
Crystal flakes decorate her long tresses
As rosy eyes wishes for a necklace,
With golden cross to recall Christmas’ magic
On seventh year; up high, she lifts her face.
Enchanted, fireworks line across the clouds
Upon her body fairy stardust glitter;
Pixie wings glide by, molding snow angels
As she joins dances of frost-wanderers.
Atop the tree, Godmother Mary drifts
Hands beaming in trinkets from heaven’s shawl
Lucent the night with thousand winks of stars,
While a babe’s eyes frame her young neck, enthralled.
In a gush, fairy angels bid goodbye
To disappear in sweet,Bethlehem sky!
Shadow Hamilton's A Child's Christmas Contest
12/27/2013
We went on the Norfolk Broads
In September of 2019
Before we'd ever heard of Covid
With the globe as it's scene.
It was the first time I'd seen a kingfisher!
It sparkled like a gem!
It zipped along the draping branches
That covered the rivers hem.
The herons made me laugh a lot!
They stood confident and proud.
" Check out this profile as you glide by!
Let me hear that camera clicking sound! "
The lollaping laps of water
That gently rocked the boat
Lulled us into peaceful slumbers,
Safe, secure, afloat!
It just so happened that family friends
Were also there that week.
So we often joined up
And decent restruants we would seek.
We had our evening meal one night
At a place that fed generous portions.
We didn't anticipate how much.
The cost was cheap, no price extortions.
I chose the pork chop dinner.
I could have one chop or two.
In previous places they were small
So I didn't have a clue
How huge these chops would be!
They took up half of a giant plate!
So my advice is "Always ask the size!"
The meal was worth the wait.
Though this meal was massive,
To my surprise I ate it all!
I left this restaurant feeling
Like an overinflated ball!
It truly was a lovely week,
Novelty and new.
I'd definitely go on the broads again!
There's so much more exploring to do!
Written 13th January 2022
For the MY FAVOURITE VACATION IN RHYME contest.
Sponsor: L MILTON HANKINS